Meenas Poems
The disturbed man
disturbs all
with his feverish mind
and with his rash actions.
He shouts and cries
slams and slaps
dashes and bashes
overturns and overthrows.
It is hard to settle him
hard to make him realise
difficult to reconcile
and bring him back to normal.
At times we feel compassionate
most times we disdain him
for his distraughtness
an unpleasantness surrounds
The wave be it heat or tide
signifies a change, a flutter
the one rises up with a vengeance
the other crosses over with an indulgence
both being overwhelming and stifling.
The temperature jump
s up
the warmth ascends in fahrenheit or Celsius
the waves go up with a force
the speed in meters and miles
both throw an effective insurgence.
The furious sun and the ocean
cause a havoc tedious
extrication from these elements
might prove fatal and devastating
with the sun stroke and epidemics on the rise
along with the loss of life and material
all in the go with the disaster pronounced
The coins and currency
their values oscillate
they depend on the economy
the stability turns them steady
with the rise unprecedented
the vacillation makes them ricketty
with the fall harsh
The barter system of yore
kept the economy robust
trade and transaction
were by kind not by cash
that was a system easy and secure
with currency and coins
held place nowhere.
The tiller sold his grains
the butcher bought them in exchange
the oil monger traded his oil
to a goldsmith for gold
while the money-lender
was there to advance loan
with interest heavy.
The money-lender was the only thorn
the rest were in tune
harmony was found in excess
happiness was seen all over
that be the days of ancient
when the missiles and airplanes
were not in the scene.
Bereft of
fast tracks and transport
men travelled extensively
the export and import worked well
bound by no exim policy
they repatriated their revenue
when there was no banking system
all done in miniature
that brought maximum returns.
Meenas Poems 